Original God, looking for the heart

"Hmm... I think the lady won't mind stealing a fire butterfly." Mo Bei touched the back of his head guiltily.

At the gate of the underground secret room, a gap opened in the tightly closed door.

"Please inform Lord Mobei to come in."

"Yes!"

Ever since, Mo Bei gained the right to step into this secret passage. When he entered, the guard guarding the gate saluted and greeted him respectfully.

The secret tunnel is built in a secret underground. Due to the isolation from the outside world, the air here is turbid. It can be seen that the owner here is not willing to let others know this secret. Everyone knows that colluding with fools is a capital crime. The general's sword shows no mercy.

Soldiers who were guarding the gate at all levels surrounded Mobei in front of the last gate, and two skewered swords and spears blocked the way forward.

The condensed water dragon lay on Mo Bei's shoulder, staring at the door with eager eyes.

Why aren't he allowed in yet (╯▔ Pan▔)╯

Just when Mo Bei raised his hand and the water dragon on his shoulder was about to move, the soldier closest to him suddenly knelt down and said tremblingly: "Please...please calm down! We are just ordered to do a final inspection."

"Trouble." As Mo Bei raised his hands, the water dragon also dissipated.

The soldiers sent two people forward to check in a tacit understanding: "Sir, I'm offended."

Both hands touched him directly. It felt like there were maggots crawling on my body.

In this comparison, he wanted to be a skirmisher.

The two inspecting soldiers nodded: "Let it go."

"Boom -" As the dust shook off, the door opened automatically. Although the space inside is not spacious and bright, it is generally much better than the situation in the secret passage.

At this moment, the two people talking indoors were disturbed by the movement and turned their attention to the entrance.

Mo Bei discovered the person he longed for.

The skirmisher also rarely concealed his original sharpness and waved slightly towards Mo Bei. Another middle-aged man who seemed to be shrewd - Mo Bei speculated that he was probably the current head of the Kujo family, Kujo Takayuki.

After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mo Bei walked to the stragglers unhurriedly, and then——

Falling naturally into a gentle embrace.

Perhaps the hat was too wide and hindered some small movements, so Mo Bei simply took off the skirmisher's hat and put it on his head.

The bamboo hat was so heavy that Mo Bei could only keep balance on the edge of the bamboo hat with one hand.

Although it is a little inconvenient, you can stick to Asan this way~

The skirmisher's hands had already wrapped around Mo Bei's waist at some point, secretly pulling him into his arms.

"I miss you~" Mo Bei shrank obediently into the soldier's arms and whispered in his ear.

The separation between the two people is actually not that long, but - how can time be regarded as a criterion for longing? Mo Bei has wanted to have sex with his Asan for a long, long time~

Kujo Takayuki, who was sitting opposite, felt something was stuffed in his mouth.

After careful consideration, Xiaoxing finally made a sound: "Ahem... Sir?"

This slight cough attracted two dissatisfied looks at the same time. A knife and a silver needle pierced his heart at the same time.

The hair is creepy.

Needless to say, the skirmisher's eyes were gloomy: "The ally I mentioned earlier," he seemed to be proud for a moment, and then became more gloomy, "I guess the family master doesn't need to introduce me to them."

Kujo Takashi had a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, of course I remember - Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you."

Mo Bei moved out. When I wanted to reach out, I felt a strange numbness in my waist. "Um…"

When he came back to his senses, the outstretched hand was already clasped with the skirmisher. Presumably the feeling coming from his waist was caused by the skirmishers.

"Ah San...!" Mo Bei said weakly.

Unexpectedly, Shan Bing not only didn't mean to apologize at all, but instead held Mo Bei's hand and put it against the side of his face, showing a slight intimacy. "Superfluous movements should be omitted." The reason explained sounded righteous, and for a while, Mo Bei couldn't think of any decision to deal with it.

But - Mo Bei's hand gently squeezed the soldier's face, which felt quite comfortable. It seems that the rumored executive officer of Foolish People is not that scary after all.

Just like a child protecting his favorite toy, no, it would be more appropriate to describe the two of them as a dragon protecting a precious treasure.

Kujo Takayuki, who was standing aside, looked slightly embarrassed. It seems like this secret room belongs to him? But why do I look like an outsider now?

"Ah San... there are others, there are others here..." Mo Bei felt the irritating sensation of breath passing through his neck, and quickly stopped the stragglers' movements.

"Tsk" The soldier gave Kujo Takayuki a slap in the face in dissatisfaction. When he was thinking about how to send him out, his sleeve was gently pulled by the young man in his arms.

"I want to go back." The voice was as soft as a cat.

"Okay, I'll take you back." The gentleness just now seemed to be an illusion, and the executive officer returned to his original arrogant appearance, "Happy cooperation."

It sounds like a gift from a superior to a inferior.

……

The two of them walked side by side in the secret passage, fingers clasped together.

"Asan, is the head of the Kujo family really trustworthy?"

"As the person in charge of one of Inazuma's three missions - if there is an inexplicable entanglement with the most insidious organization in a foreign country, the Fools... I don't know how the god will solve it~" It sounds like an observer. The reader savors the stupid behavior of the characters in the play and enjoys it.

——At the same time, Inazuma, Inazuma City——

Under the fireworks in the night sky, black shadows flashed past and entered an inconspicuous teahouse.

"Huhu, I'm so tired - if I don't sleep well, I won't grow taller." Under the light, the black shadow showed its shape. It was a little lolita dressed in a civet cat suit, with blue hair and red eyes, and a fluffy tail trailing behind her. But if you say it’s a civet cat, she will definitely use her little energy to retort: ​​“It’s not a civet cat—it’s a raccoon dog—!”

In the tea room, a blond boy with braids came up to him: "Thank you for your hard work, Zaoyou! Did you get the things?" The feather pendant beside his ear swayed slightly.

"Huh--" Zaoyou's tail was as weak as her master's, hanging low, "Although exercise helps to grow taller, it seems like it's too much..."

Zaoyou shook his head: "Huh...I got the thing."

Then, he took out a pile of documents - since he didn't know the official documents Sora and the others were talking about, he simply stole all the suspicious letters back.

After doing all this, Zaoyou stretched out and said lightly, "I'm going to bed."

A woman in a blue and white skirt took the letter, her gray-blue eyes resting on it, examining it carefully.

Another person hiding in the tea room, Thomas, waited respectfully: "Miss, do you have any revelations?"

The young lady that Toma mentioned was the only daughter of the Kamisato family of Sanbozhongshe, and she was also the "Egret Princess" honored by the people of Inazuma - Kamisato Linghua.

Her long snow-white hair is combed into a high ponytail. She is wearing a gradient blue feathered fabric and a dark blue pleated skirt, with falling cherry and flowing water patterns on the skirt. Her voice is soft, her conversation is decent, and her behavior is generous, as pure as a spinning crystal in winter.

"This is the document that Tianling intends to hand over to the general." The content of the following letter was enough to make the whole audience take a breath.

The contents of the letters are all letters exchanged between Tianling Zongxing and the fools. That is - evidence of collusion.

Then according to the agreement, they need to give the letter to the palace secretary.

Sora carefully collected the documents and letters.

The golden eyes drooped, and the guilt that was almost suffocating spread again.

My mind couldn't help but recall the past. It was also the source of torture for several days.

……